Adversarial Zedworks

That's Too Chabad

In shadows deep where silent battles wage,
The fifth generation writes its cryptic page.
No swords unsheathed, no cannons' roar,
But digital whispers, and networks’ core.

Through hidden channels, unseen threads,
Adversaries weave their web of dreads.
A war of minds, of hearts, of thought,
Where every trust is deftly bought.

These Zedworks hum with silent might,
In shadows cloak, away from sight.
A code, a breach, a whispered lie,
Sows chaos where we cannot spy.

Human agendas drive AI drones,
Turning code into blood and bone.
Buildings fall to children's moans,
As unseen hands cast unseen stones.

Surveillance states of spies and lies,
Orchestrate the fifth genocides.
Media and governments bought and paid,
Satellites with no delays.

What if our freedoms are tightly bound,
In digital chains, with no escape found?
Each move tracked, each word stored,
In databases vast, forever explored.

What if the media's twisted tale,
Shapes our thoughts, our lives to derail?
Manipulated truths, l…